The AH Coffee Shop and Reading Room 09

Grr!

Last night we had a power surge during cooking the evening meal. It blew the thermostat on our built-in Oven which will now only do 'warm'. We had to transfer the meal to the microwave.

It also blew the surge protector on my computer.

new oven, fitted, £559 on Monday but the next five evening meals were due to be oven-cooked. Hurred rejig and shopping for microwaved junk.
 
Another problem.

On Wednesdays, our friends who are self-employed, usually come to clean the house and to do gardening and handyman work (and be paid). It is their only guaranteed work each week but can be dropped if they have more profitable customers.

But last night at 4 am his mother, living alone, fell over again. Cue for son and sister to rush over to pick her up and summon an ambulance. She was basically OK but the ambulance crew advised that she really needed residential care with 24-hour staff.

Today the son is trying to find somewhere that will take her while the wife is waiting for the delivery of a new fridge freezer. They can't really do without the money we pay them, but we are happy to wait until they can come.
 
You are supposed to be getting some sleep from your long vacation! Let’s toast a west coast coffee in the morning and btw we still have a drink to share😉!
I know ... I napped a couple times on Monday, and for some reason am waking way to early today!

As for the drink we need to get together for ... didn't we do that at the costume party? 😉
 
Speaking of waking up too early... it's sort of Christmas in our household today, so any attempt to sleep in was futile. Cuppa is next to my keyboard.

In a couple of hours we will depart on an adventure to audition a 5-month-old puppy at a humane society shelter three hours away. After Moe's passing we told ourselves we were not going to rush into finding another dog, but the silence around the house was rather disturbing. So we surfed a couple of rescue sites and this fella popped up with a personality that jumped through the screen. Had to inquire, and here we are.

Wish us luck.
 
He was very active with the local Amateur operatic society as their sound engineer for decades while his wife and daughters performed on stage.
His death makes us feel incredibly old.
Sympathy; I looked the other day at the website of my 'old comrades'.
I remember several of those named as having left us.

But now I need my coffee.
 
In a couple of hours we will depart on an adventure to audition a 5-month-old puppy at a humane society shelter three hours away. After Moe's passing we told ourselves we were not going to rush into finding another dog, but the silence around the house was rather disturbing. So we surfed a couple of rescue sites and this fella popped up with a personality that jumped through the screen. Had to inquire, and here we are.

Wish us luck.
Best of luck to you and the pup.
 
Speaking of waking up too early... it's sort of Christmas in our household today, so any attempt to sleep in was futile. Cuppa is next to my keyboard.

In a couple of hours we will depart on an adventure to audition a 5-month-old puppy at a humane society shelter three hours away. After Moe's passing we told ourselves we were not going to rush into finding another dog, but the silence around the house was rather disturbing. So we surfed a couple of rescue sites and this fella popped up with a personality that jumped through the screen. Had to inquire, and here we are.

Wish us luck.
Good luck with the pup…love them! I don’t recall, are dogs allowed inside the AH Coffee House? I vote yes and even on the furniture!
 
I know ... I napped a couple times on Monday, and for some reason am waking way to early today!

As for the drink we need to get together for ... didn't we do that at the costume party? 😉
Oh shit, I forgot about that—I got really drunk that night! I can’t believe I it slipped my mind given that Raven costume…
 
Speaking of waking up too early... it's sort of Christmas in our household today, so any attempt to sleep in was futile. Cuppa is next to my keyboard.

In a couple of hours we will depart on an adventure to audition a 5-month-old puppy at a humane society shelter three hours away. After Moe's passing we told ourselves we were not going to rush into finding another dog, but the silence around the house was rather disturbing. So we surfed a couple of rescue sites and this fella popped up with a personality that jumped through the screen. Had to inquire, and here we are.

Wish us luck.
Good luck. Never had a puppy but had kittens. Good luck with the furniture.
 
Good luck with the pup…love them! I don’t recall, are dogs allowed inside the AH Coffee House? I vote yes and even on the furniture!
I guess if Duleigh is, I kind of answered my own question…🤣
 
Good luck with the pup…love them! I don’t recall, are dogs allowed inside the AH Coffee House? I vote yes and even on the furniture!
I guess if Duleigh is, I kind of answered my own question…🤣
I suppose if I'm let in, dogs shouldn't be a problem.
 
In a couple of hours we will depart on an adventure to audition a 5-month-old puppy at a humane society shelter three hours away
Good for you! A rescue dog, especially from a shelter, will always have a special place in your heart. When I saw what unscrupulous breeders were doing I started to rescue dachshunds, we then fostered and eventually adopted a senior pair of chocolate labs, and when they passed within months of each other the silence was deafening. Since dogfighting is a growing thing in Colorado we went and snagged up every dog we could find that was advertised as free, free dogs end up being used to "blood" a fighting dog. The thought of a cocker spaniel or a dachshund being used to teach a pitbull to kill still gives me nightmares
I guess if Duleigh is, I kind of answered my own question…🤣
Actually, I'm not. I've been scratching on the door since 2004 and I eventually scratched a hole in it 🐶
 
*sets up intravenous coffee intake system, hangs a bag of espresso, sticks a vein and opens the valve*

I was up very late last night shooting pool completely sober. I'll never make that mistake again.
 
Omg , I do not want to even think of the horrible things that happen that Duleigh has mentioned. (I don't mean to say I wish to turn a blind eye ...more, it both saddens and angers me that some can be so cruel to animals.)
 
Good for you! A rescue dog, especially from a shelter, will always have a special place in your heart. When I saw what unscrupulous breeders were doing I started to rescue dachshunds, we then fostered and eventually adopted a senior pair of chocolate labs, and when they passed within months of each other the silence was deafening. Since dogfighting is a growing thing in Colorado we went and snagged up every dog we could find that was advertised as free, free dogs end up being used to "blood" a fighting dog. The thought of a cocker spaniel or a dachshund being used to teach a pitbull to kill still gives me nightmares
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Jesus Fucking Christ on a Pogo Stick.
 
Jesus Fucking Christ on a Pogo Stick.
Omg , I do not want to even think of the horrible things that happen that Duleigh has mentioned. (I don't mean to say I wish to turn a blind eye ...more, it both saddens and angers me that some can be so cruel to animals.)
Dogfighting is a growing, disgusting, perversion that was mostly wiped out from this country, but is being brought back.

What people do to dogs disgusts me. In Colorado either put it up for free and eventually a person of a certain type will come to take it to be killed by a much more vicious dog, or people will take the dog up to the mountains, in the area I wrote about in AI Era: Agent AI SWAK, and just let them loose. They will either starve to death or be slaughtered by a mountain lion.

What really galls me is the utterly heartless. They will rent a swanky cabin up in Aspen, or Steamboat, or Silverton and they'll buy a puppy for the kids to play with during the summer, then when vacation is over, they leave their trash and their puppy behind to starve or be killed by a mountain lion. If the puppy is "lucky" it will join up with a pack of wild dogs. Many dog packs are roaming the mountains and are becoming a huge problem.
 
new oven, fitted, £559 on Monday but the next five evening meals were due to be oven-cooked. Hurred rejig and shopping for microwaved junk.
Rejig?
*Scrambles to find Rejig in a British to American translation dictionary*
Cool word! I don't use my microwave for anything more than romen and popcorn (not those bags, I made a corn popper) so my sympathy goes with you. We had the opposite here recently - a brownout. It scrambled the brains of everything with a microprocesser - dishwasher, stove, wifi gateway, etc. Luckily a reboot brought them back
 
Puppies are good and D, there is and always was a doggie door around back.

I'll freshen up the coffee as I slept in this morning.

Biscuits and sausage for brunch.

I've tried fucking while standing up in a canoe but I draw the line at Pogo sticks. Unless of course, there are two Pogo sticks and three people involved.
 
Talk of dogs has me remembering my dad, as I sit here sipping my last mug of coffee this morning (before again thinking of maybe trying to do something more productive.)

Long ago, after I conceded to my first wife's arguments to buy a dog for our daughter (Cocker Spaniel, a breed which my wife chose), my parents came for a visit.

Dad looked at the puppy in our living room and casually said, "I built houses for people. And I built dog houses for dogs."

Dad was wise. Cleaning up the fur around the house after that seemed a never-ending chore, which my wife and daughter both avoided.
 
Talk of dogs has me remembering my dad, as I sit here sipping my last mug of coffee this morning (before again thinking of maybe trying to do something more productive.)

Long ago, after I conceded to my first wife's arguments to buy a dog for our daughter (Cocker Spaniel, a breed which my wife chose), my parents came for a visit.

Dad looked at the puppy in our living room and casually said, "I built houses for people. And I built dog houses for dogs."

Dad was wise. Cleaning up the fur around the house after that seemed a never-ending chore, which my wife and daughter both avoided.
So I guess you’re not in favor of my suggestion to allow the dogs in the AH coffee shop up on the furniture?
 
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